Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 257

[Chapter 257 A Moment of Comprehension]

“Since it’s still a long way off, let’s come again.” Ding Hao not only was not discouraged, but laughed, his heart burst with pride.

The sword reappeared, Ding Hao’s figure was as graceful as a dragon and a phoenix. Amidst a series of chi chi chi chi, the snow splashed, and his left and right arms kept waving, continuing to paint inexplicable imprints in the snow. .

“There is a slight improvement, but it’s not really a [texture].” Jianzu’s evaluation was extremely harsh, and he showed no mercy.

Ding Hao smiled slightly: “Then continue.”

He was extremely calm in his heart, without the slightest anxiety, he continued to describe, while pondering, while waving the sword, he was no longer wielding the sword like before, but the sword and the sword were extremely slow, and the sharp tip of the blade fell there. Above the snow, as if it fell on the steel, it was full of strength.

Chi Chi Chi!

A series of soft sounds resounded on the snowfield.

Jianzu: “There has been progress, but it is still almost there.”

Ding Hao: “Then continue…”

“Almost…”

“Then go on!”

“Almost.”

“continue.”

“It’s a little bit closer this time.”

“continue.”

“Well, it’s a bit interesting, but it’s not perfect.”

“continue!”

The same comments and answers were repeated over and over again on this sunny snowfield.

The Jianzu who made the evaluation seems to have become a critical examiner, but Ding Hao has always shown himself to be neither arrogant nor impetuous. He is completely immersed in the magical world composed of simple strokes such as one horizontal, one stroke, one vertical, one stroke, one hook, one fold, one bend, one arc, and one point.

Time passed quickly and slowly.

I don’t know when, Ding Hao gradually became fascinated and entered a state of emptiness.

He forgot the sound of the wind in his ears, the snow around him, where he was, the ancestor of the sword and the ancestor of the sword in his mind, the sword in his hand, the snow in front of him, and even forgot I… in my entire mind, there is only the monotonous strokes [textures], and the world in front of me is just a huge blank piece of white paper that I can draw on!

He writes without emotion, paints without emotion, and forgets the passage of time.

“Hey, Jianzu, just accept it as soon as you see it, don’t ask so much, how do I feel that the [texture] that Xiao Dingzi has drawn now, although it has not reached the perfect level, it is definitely skilled and can reach [Grammar] The requirements for construction are fulfilled.” Sword Ancestor was dissatisfied with Sword Ancestor so harshly scolded Ding Hao.

“The hair is long and the knowledge is short, what do you know about this crazy woman?” Jianzu said with great disdain: “Don’t look at the [textures] are just some simple horizontal and vertical stripes, but they also contain the profound meaning of the avenue to simplicity, and everyone knows the inscription. There are countless magical powers, the fortunes of the poor world, and the power of the prehistoric years, but it should be noted that when it comes to the foundation, it is these simplest [textures], just like the bricks and tiles in the building, the power of the elements. , is the most fundamental thing, only with a perfect foundation can we achieve the perfection of supernatural powers, I am strict with Xiao Dingzi today, and in the future his sword inscriptions will be great, and I will remember them in my heart.”

“You…” Sword Ancestor was taught an innocent lesson, and his heart became angry in time, but what Sword Ancestor said was exactly the way of the Dao, not only the way of inscriptions, but also the way of Martial Dao, Pill Dao and Refining Items. The same is true, so I want to refute, but I can’t find a reason.

Jianzu was speechless when he said Daozu, and his heart was even more triumphant, and said: “Speaking of which, you must not be too accommodating to Xiaodingzi in the way of medicine pills, you must strictly supervise and supervise, you must know that strict masters produce high apprentices. , ah ha ha ha ha!”

Dao Zu finally couldn’t help roaring: “Bah, I’m born a bastard, the old lady is a disciple, naturally has her own way, it’s not your turn to take care of it, let’s ride the donkey and read the songbook, and we’ll see, when we see the little Dingzi The high attainments in swordsmanship and medicinal herbs are still strong in your swordsmanship and inscriptions on refining tools.”

“Yoha, crazy woman, you are a naked provocation. Well, let’s go.” Jianzu was confident in his own way.

Dao Zu had to say something else when he suddenly noticed Ding Hao’s state and was shocked.

At this time, Jianzu also noticed Ding Hao’s abnormality and kept his mouth shut.

“The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, the long river is setting the sun!”

The rusty sword in Ding Hao’s right hand flashed like red awns. On the flat ski ground, he drew this famous sentence from the past on the earth in one breath, and he wrote it completely with the strokes of Chinese characters on the earth in the previous life. The square is round and round, and in the eyes of the ancestors of the sword and the sword, there is an indescribable temperament.

“Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, and one string and one pillar contemplate the Chinese New Year!”

In Ding Hao’s right hand, there is a blood knife with a dragon pattern running, lightning is flying, and on the snow field, stroke by stroke, he depicts the famous sentence of Li Shangyin, the ancient great poet of the earth in his previous life. , The handwriting is as elegant as a dragon, and Juan carries it like the wind, trying to break away from the snowy field, flying up into the sky.

The superposition of the souls of the two lives makes Ding Hao fully capable of doing two things with one heart, a sword in the left hand and a sword in the right hand, and at the same time engraved two famous sayings that have been passed down through the ages in the previous life.

This is by no means Ding Hao’s intentional writing, but an extremely accidental thing.

Continuing on this vast expanse of snowfields, using swords to describe the simplest [textures] structures, this is extremely boring. For a whole day in a row, distracted all day long, Ding Hao used both swords and swords. The place he crossed was already two or three kilometers in radius. He was completely immersed in this process of repeating and repeating. As his understanding of the [texture] deepened, his heart became more and more peaceful.

After completely reaching the state of “forgetting oneself”, Ding Hao wrote these four ancient poems in the form of Chinese characters from the earth before he knew it.

You must know that the script of the Endless Continent is also extremely developed, but it is completely different from the Chinese characters on the earth.

These four ancient poems were written. For Ding Hao, maybe it was just a momentary burst of inspiration, and he didn’t realize anything yet, but for Dao Zu and Jian Zu, it was like thunder, as if he saw something incredible the same thing.

In the next instant, something incredible happened——

Boom boom boom boom!

The moment Ding Hao engraved the last character, there were twenty-four consecutive explosions, and the twenty-four Chinese characters carved on the snow exploded without warning. The energy fluctuations of the martial artist’s full-strength strike spread out over the twenty-four snow pits.